Covered in Cum

 Near Home—March, 2025

 

My Friday afternoon, detailed in the last post, was so much fun I went back the next day…

 

I sit in my usual chair.  There are half a dozen men here.  I don’t interrupt any action happening, but there is an electricity in the air.  I sit, take out my dick and wait to see what will happen.  The guys are restless; every few minutes they change seats.  But their cocks don’t come out.

I make eye contact with a cubby young man.  He gives me the nod.  I return it.  But he doesn’t move.  I wait a moment.  As I start to get up, the door opens.  In walks a straight couple, the first I have seen here at the new video viewing area all in one room.  The men all shift in their seats.  Did they know they were coming?  Is that what I picked up on?

The couple sit together on the side wall to my right.  They are at least in their 60’s and maybe older.  He is out of shape and she has not aged well either.  All right. I’ll say it.  She is downright ugly.  They sit and look at the straight porn.  To a man, except for the cubby guy and the husband, the other men in the room all take out their dicks.

All eyes watch the couple watch the video.  They don’t touch each other.  Once, the husband adjusts his likely hardening cock inside his pants.  She is restless.  She reaches over and squeezes his bulge.  He looks at her and she retreats.  Four minutes later she does it again.  This time he points at a guy sitting next to her.  She reaches to him instead and begins to masturbate him.  Soon she is leaning down and sucking his cock.  She gets the load.  Quickly.

She moves on to number two.  I know this guy.  I have given him many a blow job myself—and been complimented on my skills.  But he is all about an actual woman, never mind the fact that she is anything but attractive.  She sucks him.  He has her strip before she sits back in her chair and he licks her withered loins.  He fucks her.  But doesn’t shoot.

The dynamic between the husband and wife is odd.  Every time I have seen a man bring a woman to a situation like this, the man’s eyes are glued to his woman having sex with a stranger.  It’s the reason he does it—to create his own personal porn for his enjoyment.  Not this guy.  He watches the video, not her, and keeps trying to get himself hard.

He must get there, for the third man in her mouth is her husband.  He gets off and goes to sit across the room.  Watching the screen, not his busy wife.

She does a fourth man orally and gets the load.

Now she’s back to the guy I know.  She sucks him.  He licks her.  He fucks her.  He pulls out so she can swallow the load.  The moment it has happened the husband stands up.  He points to me. 

“I want that big one,” she nods in agreement.

I tell her I’m fine.  She looks hurt, but gets dressed.  She’s taken the load from everyone there but me and the cubby guy.  Once dressed they are out the door.  The other men, all of who had stayed to watch the show after they shot, take off as soon as the couple leave.

Cubby guy nods to me again.  He goes to sit around the corner so the rest of the room can’t see him easily.  Not that anyone else is in here.  I get up and sit next to him.  He’s opening his fly after unbuttoning his shirt.  He has a wonderfully hairy chest.  My hand runs up and down the furry pelt.  He goes to his knees and sucks my cock.  He’s good.  I ruffle the hair on his head.

The door opens.  We hear it, we can’t see it or be seen, but in a flash, he is back in his chair, covering his crotch.  A lanky guy, likely in his 50’s, comes in.  He comes around the corner, sees us and kneels in front of me. 

“Suck that big dick,” says the Cub.  “Take his cum…”  He opens his fly and begins to jerk to me getting head, seemingly not put out at all that his role has been usurped. 

This new guy has a wonderful mouth.  It is big and roomy, hot and wet and his tongue is all over me.  The Cub jerks faster.  He keeps up a play by play of the blowjob.

“Take him deep like that.  Is he dripping?  I bet he is.  Lick his nuts.  Feel the load churning in there for you…”  On and on.  But it’s hot.  All three of us are turned on.

Soon, I can tell the Cub is going to shoot.  “Take his load,” I tell my cocksucker, “and come back to me.”

His eyes look up at me as he pulls off my cock.  He grins and scoots over to the Cub not needing to get up at all.  He takes the young man deep in his mouth—and the Cub shoots.  Instantly.  It goes on and on.  The Cub squirms in delight.  The cocksucker must be getting every last drop before he knee-walks back to me.

He grabs my cock and begins to drool the Cub’s cum all over my dick.  There is a lot. It is really hot to watch it cover me and drip to my balls.  The Cub is breathless with surprise.  I am so fucking turned on, my cock aches.  The cocksucker begins to lick it all off.  Swallowing it down.

“Give him your load…” the Cub whispers.  “I want to see you cum.”

I am close.  The unexpected cum bath has really got me going.  At that moment, the cocksucker takes every inch of me.  His throat contract around my thick shaft…

And I give up my load.  Straight down his throat.  I buck my hips up with the intensity of my shooting, choking him.  He takes it all—and looks very happy as he pulls off me.  He begins cleaning my balls of cum.  When my nerve endings settle down, he cleans up my cock, too…

"Have You Licked a Guy's Ass?"

Near Home—March, 2025

I waited six days to have sex after my back-to-back days of rutting the week before.  On the last Friday of March, I was in my usual haunt.  I parked around 1:30pm and found a small group of men watching the porn…

 

I nod to Shy One as I take my usual seat.  Shaved Head, the other half of the couple, is sitting behind me watching the gay porn.  He gives me a few moments to get my dick out and hard before he stands up and comes around in front of me.  He touches my arm before going to his knees and engulfing my dick with his mouth.

This excites the older man sitting next to me.  He is easily in his 70’s and I have seen him around since I started coming here.  He watches avidly, all but salivating, as my cock disappears down Shaved Head’s throat.  My eyes wander over the other men.  There are two I don’t recognize.  They watch the straight porn with an occasional glance over to my blow job, the only live sex happening in the room.  After a messy orgasm on the straight screen (with barely any jizz hitting her open mouth) they both leave.

Shaved Head stands up.  He gives my thigh an affectionate squeeze and goes to sit next to his partner, who seems ready to go.  The older man next to me, gurgles out “Nice cock.”  He reaches for it and his soft hand strokes the spit slicked shaft.  But only for a moment.  It quickly goes lower and hefts my balls.  He groans.  “Such big balls…”  He can’t seem to stop fondling them.  There are now only two other men in the room beyond the two of us and the couple and they don’t seem to want to play.  I enjoy his ball massage—he knows what he’s doing—it is never hard or rough.  His fingers seem to love to trace along my hard metal cock ring one moment and then find the soft, hairy skin of my scrotum the next.  Back and forth.  Lazy and sensual.

The two men leave.  One at a time. The old man keeps fondling.

The gay couple has decided to go home.  They get to their feet as the door opens.  A hot white guy in his 30’s comes in.  He walks past the four of us and sits along the side wall, near the gay screen.  He’s likely 5’8”, and thin with dark hair that tumbles onto his brow.  I realize I have seen him before—I’ve actually sucked him off in the old twin theatre set up.  He opens his jeans and pulls out a cock that is long and very thin.

Well, the gay couple is going nowhere now.  Shy One does not live up to his moniker—he moves right to the guy and kneels in front of him.  The young guy smiles and leans back closing his eyes.  Shy One does all his tricks, I can tell from across the aisle.  It’s too much for Shaved Head, sitting near the door.  He goes to join them.  The couple pass his dick from one to the other.  I figure that will do it for him and go back to the porn.

My ball fondler is tired.  He heads out the door.  I look over at the young man, the couple is still having a great work out on his dick, but I can tell they are impatient to get this guy off in one mouth or the other.  They work tirelessly, but they can’t make him blow.  They reluctantly stand up to leave.  The young guy actually sits up and acknowledges them with a muttered ‘thanks.’ The couple go out leaving the two of us.

We watch the different screens.  With occasional glances at each other.  On the third or fourth glance he waves me over.  “I remember you have a good mouth…”  I kneel in front of him.  I lick his wet cock.  My tongue cleans his piss slit.  He easily slides down my throat.  Repeatedly.

He asks me to pause.  He stands and pushes his open jeans to the floor.  There is no underwear in sight.  His naked ass sits on the faux leather chair.  Now I can get to his balls with ease.  I do, tonguing them, licking them, sucking them only when he tells me to do just that.  He hunkers down in the seat.  On any other man, I know that means to stick a finger in his ass.  But this guy?  I drool some of my spit onto my middle finger of my left hand.  It finds his tight pucker.  I make it wet.  He moans encouragingly.  I enter him for the first time.  He pants.  His cock drools onto my tongue.  I begin a slow finger fuck.  He moans.  It opens his hole.  I can finger him more easily.  And it’s making his cock drool like crazy.  I lick and swallow.

“You’re gay, right?” he asks.

I stop sucking and look at him.  Finger still deep in his hole.  “Mostly, yeah.”

“Have you licked a guy’s ass?”

“Sure.  I love to rim.”

He grins.  “I’ve always wanted a guy to do that to me.”

I discreetly pull my finger from his hole.  Praying silently that he cleaned his hole.  He has.  Spotless.  “Turn around and kneel on the chair.  He pauses to get totally naked first.  He turns and kneels.  His ass is slim, but gorgeous, with just the slightest curve.  He’s hairless there but for a few strands around his hole.  I lean in and my tongue licks across the pucker I have been fingering.  He gasps and grabs his cock.  I bat his hand away.  I slowly lick up and down his entire crack.  He reaches for his dick again, but thinks better of it.  Now I drill into his pucker.

“Oh, fuck…” he mumbles.  “That’s incredible.”

I mumble something, never taking my tongue out of him.  I pick up speed.  I lick and spit and drill it into him.  Just like I’m going to fuck him.  He is now grinding his ass into my face.  Pushing hard. 

“Eat my ass,” he moans.  His free hand smacks the back of the chair. “Lick it, Fucker!”  I keep tongue fucking him.  We are both lost in the moment.  I know I want my cock in him.  And his hole is sopping wet…

“You want to get fucked?” I whisper.

“Oh, shit…”

I pull back not sure of his meaning.  He stands and turns.  “Let’s take a break, I don’t do that.  And certainly not with a guy your size.”

He starts getting dressed.  I tell him I am happy to just keep eating his hole.  But the spell is broken.  Once he’s fully clothed, he walks out the door.

I curse myself for asking for more.  I am alone in the theatre.  My cock aching for release. The door open and back he comes.  “That was hot,” he says, standing in front of me.  “I freaked, sorry.”

I nod. 

“I can’t stop thinking about your tongue licking me like that.”  He unzips and pulls out his long thin dick to show me just how hard it still is.  He moves and begins to fuck my face.  It’s over in a moment and I have a belly full of hot young semen.  He zips up and mutters something as he goes out the door once again.

Well, fuck.  I am now totally horned and there is absolutely no one here. 

I stroke.

The door opens.  It is the young Latino who can’t stay hard.  He sits behind me to watch the gay porn. 

I jerk.  Knowing I should just go home.

And the gay sex gods smile on me.  The door opens and a tall white man, likely just 40, enters.  His head is shaved.  He wears his leather jacket like a second skin.  His jeans are tight and there is obviously a swollen cock crammed in there.  He has motorcycle boots on his feet.  He has the look of a big city gay guy—out of place in west Michigan.  He doesn’t ask, he just kneels in front of me.  And gulps me down.  And he’s just what I need.  He takes me effortlessly to the root.  Over and over.

Finally, he pulls off me.  “Tell me that you fuck with that thing!”

I nod.  He strips.  He can’t wait to get me inside him.  He kneels on my chair, totally naked but for socks.  I surprise him by going to my knees and beginning to rim him.  It’s a huge contrast from the hole I have just licked.  One so tight and all but virgin and this man who has had some serious mileage.  His hole is ringed by rather puffy ass lips before I even dig in.  I make him gape slightly in no time.

“Fuck, give me that dick!” he whispers sharply.

I stand up.  “I’m gonna fuckin’ load you!”

I push into him.  He groans and grabs his own sizable cock.  He strokes himself in time to my thrusts.  “Fuck...fuck…fuck…” he keeps murmuring.  I am hammering into his ass with little mercy.  I need to get off and I need to drop my load deep inside someone—and this guy is perfect for that.

“Fuck me with that big cock, man.”

I speed up even more. I can feel my balls tighten.  “You want it?”

“Hell, yes!”

Once again, words take me over the edge.  I drain my balls deep in his hot ass.  I pull out carefully, loving the look of my seed as it oozes out of those swollen ass lips…

Hot Ass Sunday

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Jaylen's Wet Hole

My Playroom—March, 2025

The next day I had action in the playroom.  Jaylen, the young man I met about two years ago, wanted a return visit to the playroom.  He has a complicated work schedule, but we found time we were both available on the Saturday afternoon.  Once again, his choice was to come to the playroom as opposed to fucking at his apartment.  He loved the atmosphere and the fuck furniture.

Jaylen is a very punctual young man.  He arrived a minute before our agreed time.  He was a little nervous as I greeted him at the door.  We headed right down the stairs…

 

Jaylen strips off as we catch up on each other’s lives.  He is close to 30 now.  His hair is long.   Really long.  His build is cubbish, but there is not a hair on his body below his neck. He keeps a designer jock on.  And socks, with the cool floor.  I ditch my robe, hanging it on the doorknob.  When I turn back into the room, Jaylen is already kneeling, ready to serve.

“Get my cock hard.”

I step closer.  My mound of cock and balls, covered by the least used jock in my rotation, presses into his nose.  He huffs the scent.  He squeezes his own hidden cock in response.  My pouch is pulled aside and he begins to suck me.  Each time we meet, he is better at handling my thickness in his mouth.  I hold him in place after a bit and fuck his face.  He gurgles happily, until I let him go to proceed at his own pace.

He eventually pulls off my cock and nuzzles into my balls.  “Get them wet,” I tell him.  He does, lapping away at the hairy orbs.  I lift them and his tongue goes under, connecting with my cock ring.  He whimpers a little as his tongue hits the hard metal.  And sighs as he licks the tightening sack.

“Let’s get you into the sling.” 

Today, he rolls back into it easily.  His legs go up and are secured.  I kneel and pull apart his generous ass cheeks to get to his hole.  He groans as my tongue flicks across his tight pucker.  I work on it a long time.  I want to be able to get into him a little more easily, today, than in previous sessions.  I work hard, and Jaylen relaxes, his hole is now inviting me in.  I stand up.  My cock pushes into him.  Slowly.  Steadily.  He pants.  I am buried to the hilt now.  He wills himself to relax.  And he does.  I begin a slow fuck.  He moans, lost in sensation, with his eyes closed tight.

He opens them as I pick up speed.  His eyes lock on the mirror above him, watching my cock pound into his ass.  I finally slow, pull out and go to my knees to taste my cock juices in his ass.  His ass is amazingly juicy after my assault.  My tongue works into him as deeply as I can get it.  As I do, I grease up the smallest butt plug.  I slip in in and tell him we should move to the bench.

Today I have it as a flat padded table, so the usually raised middle section won’t be uncomfortable for him.  He kneels on it, liking his reflection in the mirror dead ahead of him.  I kneel and work out the plug.  I stick my tongue in his slight gape.  He gasps—and then moans as I tongue fuck him.  I stand up and fuck.  Hard.  Faster than before.  I pull out.  “Taste your ass.  See why I can’t keep my mouth off your hole.”  I feed him his cock, wet from his ass.  He hesitates a fraction of a second before he takes it in his mouth.  He moans as he cleans it.  He loves his juices as much as I do.

I fuck him again and have him clean me.  And I repeat it all a third time…

*

We take a quick break.  While he has some water, I pull out the rimseat.  This is new for him.  I get under it and invite him to sit on my face.  He does.  His large ass all but seals my mouth to his hole.  If I want air, I have to turn to the side—but I don’t.  At least not yet.  I love eating his hole and not being able to breathe.  I finally gulp for air and my tongue goes right back into him.

I realize that I hadn’t said my usual thing about riding my cock and then sitting back on my face.  Just as I’m thinking it, Jaylen stands up.  He moves so he is astride my cock and sits on it.  He gasps.  I groan.  He rides me, pounding himself down on my dick.

“Let me taste that hole again...” I mutter.

He ignores me for another minute—and then pulls himself up with a delightfully wet squishy sound and sits back on the seat.  His hole is the wettest I’ve ever seen it.  Ever pore is oozing his homemade lube to protect his insides from that fat intruder between my legs.  He pants.  The act of my tongue fucking him is driving him crazy.  Every nerve ending around his hole is screaming. 

We only stop so that I can finally get some air.  Jaylen gets on all fours on the bed as I sit on the mat and slow my breathing. 

“Fuck me.”

I stand and fuck him, his head buried in a pillow.  I realize as I plow him, that the rimseat has gotten my balls working overtime.  I am actually close to shooting.  I don’t want to do it like this—I want to watch his face as I breed him.  I slow my anal assault and ask it he’ll get in the sling again.

Jaylen is more than willing.  “You going to breed me?” he asks as he lies back and raises his legs to the stirrups.

“You bet.”

I go to my knees and, once again, bury my face in his wet ass.  He pulls his cock out of the jock as I lick him out once more.  He begins to jerk it as I stand and slide into him.  I am even more ready to unload than I thought.  I could do it right now.  I hold it another moment.  It is an exquisite agony.

“Oh, fuck!  Take it!!”

I am squirting into him, flooding his already wet hole with my cum.

“Yesssss,” he croons.  He beats his cock as I stay still, buried inside him.  In moments, he is covering himself with his cum. My hand smears it around on his belly.  I take my cummy fingers and run them down his crack as I pull out of his ass.  I push some of his semen inside him so it can mingle with mine, making him wetter still… 

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Chaining Up Jake

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The Bucket List

A group of people I was working with began talking about their bucket lists.  The group came up with lots of the usual—world travel, things to accomplish in the next 10 years, watching whales from cruise ships, etc. 

But when I came home that night, I began thinking about my sexual bucket list.  I realized I am in a very good place with that.  I have done just about anything and everything I want to do.  There is extreme stuff I have never done, but I have little desire to go there just so I can say “Well, I have branded one guy.  The sizzling flesh didn’t do much for me, but he got off on it.”

There are sexual venues I would like to visit.  321 Slammer, the infamous sex club in Fort Lauderdale, would be at the top of the list.    Likely finally ending up at Wet N Hot, the huge piss party in Palm Springs, is another.

But for sex acts, there is one thing I would love to try…

I would love to have an orgy of 6 to 8 men where we are totally covered in lube.  The porn that inspired it is a fisting video (the Fisting Underground trio from Dark Alley.)  It would be great if fisting was on the menu as well, but I’d be happy with a bunch of versatile men who are slipping and sliding as we fuck.  The practicalities of where to do it and the clean up makes it not likely to be fulfilled immediately, but you never know…

So think about it…what’s on your personal sexual bucket list…???

A Quick (But Juicy) 40 Minutes

My Playroom—March, 2025

 

Kieran, the married cocksucker, was horny.  He let me know.  Repeatedly.  The texts just kept coming.  He has only two days in the week he can sneak away.  Unfortunately, I had them booked.  But I told him I could play either of those days the next week.  He instantly set the date and time.

On the designated day, he parked in my driveway five minutes ahead of schedule.  I was ready with all the towels in place and the lube laid out.  We chatted as we walked down the steps to the playroom.  I asked if he had been to the bookstore lately.  (It is where we met.)  He hadn’t.  He wasn’t a huge fan of the new set up all in one room (which I kinda love.)  And he hated how the gay couple I often see there got to everyone he was interested in before he did (which made me sorta smile.)

He stripped down to athletic socks and sat on the bed…

 

I hang my bathrobe on the doorknob.  I have put on a jock that has not seen much service.  (It’s been handy to keep at least one fairly scent free.)  I stand before him.  Kieran twists my cock out of the pouch.   It plumps in his hand.  It grows hard and sturdy in his talented mouth.

I idly play with his hairy chest as he licks my cock head.  His tongue swirls round and round it.  My piss slit begins to drip precum.  I look down.  His short cock has hardened, pulling back the foreskin.  His left hand begins jerking and squeezing it as he sucks me.

To vary things a little, a begin a slow face fuck.  Kieran takes it willingly.  I can tell he likes it as his hand on his dick moves faster.  I build up the speed.  I stop, deep in his throat and he takes over.  He pulls me back out and his tongue is all over my head and shaft.  Finally, I pull it totally out of his mouth. 

“Balls.”

I take a step closer to him.  I hold onto my cock and give him access to my nuts.  They pull up a little as his tongue flicks over them.  He carefully sucks each in turn into his mouth—the suction gentle, the tongue caressing.  He licks the bottom of my cockring.

“Let me have that cock again.”

And he starts all over again.  He is in no hurry to get his ass pounded today.  He sucks.  He deep throats.  He goes back to my balls.  I am on the verge of asking if I can lie down on the bed so he can continue that way, when he says “I better get in the sling or I’ll shoot.”

He gets up on the sling and I get his ankles in the stirrups.  I kneel and taste his hole.  He has been busy with his toy at home, for his ass lips are very pronounced, even before I work on them.  I burrow in, loving the feel of the swollen flesh on my tongue and, eventually, in my mouth.  He moans.  I am more than ready to fuck, but I spend a few more minutes with my tongue in his ass.

I stand up and push in.  I watch his face.  As he relaxes, I begin to saw in and out.  Slowly.  Deliberately.  His eyes are on the mirror above him, watching my cock open his hole.  Kieran reaches for his own cock and then thinks better of it the moment he touches it.  He lets go and closes his eyes to concentrate on the fuck.

I pull out and go to my knees.  I hungrily take those swollen ass lips into my mouth.  He sighs and I moan.  I tongue them, loving the freshly fucked feel of them.  His asscunt is juicy—and I spend long minutes fucking him with my tongue.

I stand up.  My cock is freshly lubed.  I plunge into him.

“Fuck, you feel even bigger…”

And I think I am; the tongue fucking has gotten me really, really hard.  His hand goes to his dick.  I increase the speed of the fuck.  Kieran squeezes his oozing dick.  Repeatedly.

“Oh, hell….” And he shoots.

I slow down.  I know from experience he can’t take a fucking once he’s shot.  I swipe my hand through the puddle of his cum.  I smear it on his hole.  I go to my knees and begin eating his ass again.  I suckle on those cummy, full ass lips.  And jerk.  I surprise myself and think I might just get off this way.  I keep working and finally manage to get both of his ass lips into my mouth at the same time.

Bingo!

I stand up and slide into him easily.  In three or four strokes I am filling his ass with my seed.  Kieran is surprised—and pleased.  I marinate in his ass a bit, before reaching for a towel…

I glance at my phone.  Forty minutes from start to juicy finish…